Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty-One: All the Means (3)
The sea is roaring and black water is filling the sky; the thunder clouds are roaring and the forest is like a prison.
This scene reminds people of the word "Heavenly Tribulation". Even if the Rongdan Demon Ancestor fights, it will probably be like this!
On top of the cloud whale, everyone stared blankly at the scene in front of them. Everyone's expressions were different. Among them, the eighth-level siren Mingsha was undoubtedly the most shocked.
Perhaps the impression that the Third Prince Ao Bing is invincible at the same level is so profound that even now it feels like a dream. Ao Bing has amazing talent and has the blood of a true dragon. He has been almost at the same level for three hundred years since his birth.
The symbol of invincibility. He grew up with Ao Bing since he was a child, and witnessed his growth with his own eyes. With all his efforts, he could even compete with the ordinary Rongdan Demon Ancestor. In Mingsha's heart, Ao Bing was a genius and a monster.
synonym.
It's just that Ao Bing, who has already reached the peak of the ninth level and is only one step away from entering the realm of the Fusion Demon Ancestor, tried his best to defeat a human cultivator who was only in the middle stage of the Golden Core.
There is a risk of being suppressed. This strong contrast completely shattered the belief in Mingsha's heart. At the same time, a figure in a green robe was firmly rooted in the depths of his heart.
Under the sea, a ten-foot-long dragon body is churning endlessly, and fist-sized dragon essence and blood are constantly pouring into the "Four Seas Flag"; above the void, the green-robed figure is moving in succession, and the spiritual power in the body is surging like a tide.
After pouring into the "Ancient Thunder Mirror", the three-legged strange cauldron outside has already been put away, and even in order to save spiritual power, the body-protecting spiritual light that is always shrouded on the body has been removed.
Now the competition is just one breath!
The roar of the sky and the tsunami, accompanied by the roar of dragons in the sea and the silence of the sky. Time slowly passed in this life-and-death stalemate.
The dragon body that was originally about ten feet has shrunk to about three feet, and its aura has declined to the extreme. If it were not maintained by some spirits and spiritual fluids, it would have been defeated long ago. Above the void, Kong Laosan also looked pale, and
Compared to more than ten days ago, my cheeks are much thinner, and there is a sense of blood all over the body. If it were not for the "Blood Refining and Spirit Refining Technique" and "Spirit Devouring Blood and Blood Essence **" to refine the blood and condense the essence, it would make up for it.
Since, I'm afraid I've already breathed my last breath.
Thirteen days, one person and one dragon have already been exhausted to the limit.
At this moment, the third prince Ao Bing finally put down his dignity, and a weak and urgent dragon roar resounded through the sky, "General Mingsha, this son has reached his limit. Let me kill him, quickly!"
The sound rolled and spread across the seas in all directions without any hindrance. When he heard the sound, Kong Laosan's face turned cold and he suddenly burst into laughter. The laughter was full of unabashed sarcasm, "The third prince of the Jiaolong clan is nothing more than this."
, to deal with a human race who is in the middle stage of Jindan, he still needs help, hahahaha... From now on, the name of the third prince Ao Bing will probably spread throughout the four seas..."
After hearing this, the three-foot-long dragon seemed no longer able to
Unable to bear it, while a mouthful of blood spurted out, an angry roar came again, "Mingsha, didn't you hear it? Go and kill him for me!"
Above the cloud whale, Mingsha's face was changing and he was extremely stiff. On the side, Mo Yu's small green hands were tightly wrapped around the opponent's waist, and a pair of watery eyes were staring at the opponent's cheeks without saying a word.
Waiting for an answer.
Just when Ao Bing's voice came for the third time, above Yunjing, Mingsha's originally tense body suddenly relaxed. He looked at the person in his arms, curled his lips, and seemed to have made a choice, "Third Prince
Forgive me, Mingsha will be separated from the Tiger Beak Kite clan from now on, and will no longer take orders from the Amethyst Dragon Palace."
After saying this, the figure that was originally a tiger-faced bird-beak rolled into the void and returned to the body of a tiger-beaked kite three feet in size. It carried Mo Yu and flew away towards the deep sea without looking back, ignoring everything here.
Seeing Ming Sha fleeing, a bit of sarcasm flashed across Kong Laosan's pale face, and then his eyebrows moved, and the majestic power of his spiritual thoughts turned into thousands of soul-killing small swords, and he slashed towards the sea surface without mercy.
go.
"This king must kill you... kill you..."
The third prince Ao Bing screamed crazily, but the next moment, the three-foot-long dragon's body shook violently, a dragon roared in anger, and started to writh violently.
The thunderstorm water filled the void, and at the next moment there was an invisible confrontation of spiritual thoughts.
At this moment, the two of them have truly reached their limit. Not only have their means been exhausted, but the spiritual energy in their bodies has long since dried up. They are just holding on with their last breath.
In such a desperate situation, Kong Laosan became more and more clear-headed. He suddenly thought that there seemed to be a sleeping blood-crowned snake in his spirit beast bag. Dahei was locked in the Little Demon Realm by him to guard the bones of the real demon.
Perhaps it was due to ingesting too much real demon energy that he had been sleeping since he came out. But this time it seemed that the time was a bit too long. It has been nearly one hundred and fifty years now...
He put a trace of his spiritual thought into the spirit beast bag. After a moment, he gave a helpless smile and withdrew his spiritual thought, thinking of other ways.
Two days later, just when Kong Laosan's head was feeling dizzy and it seemed that he could no longer hold it up, more than thirty feet above his head, the thundering blood cloud suddenly condensed. In just half an hour, it had shrunk to
Three feet in size, at the same time, a monstrous blood energy spread across the world.
A roar that sounded like a human and an animal came from it, and the blood cloud rolled up and turned into a blood robe, wrapped around a nine-foot man standing in the void with his eyes closed.
At this moment, Qian Hu's state was very strange. The blood escaping from his 84,000 pores merged into one piece, transforming into various monsters and ferocious beasts, which seemed both virtual and real, mysterious and unpredictable. From the perspective of Zhou's aura, it was obvious that he had made a breakthrough.
After breaking the confinement of a warrior, he reached the legendary state of breaking through all kinds of magic.
It’s just that Kong Laosan’s spiritual sense is unusually sharp, and he clearly senses that Qian
In Hu Zi's mansion, the chaotic thoughts gathered together and confronted Qian Huben's thoughts. It seemed that no one could do anything to the other.
At a certain moment, Qian Hu, who had closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes. The two rays of blood disappeared, and then he stretched out a palm in an ordinary manner.
In an instant, the blood that filled the 84,000 pores around him was instantly crushed into three hundred strands, like agile finger-thick blood snakes, all of which converged towards the center of the palm.
With Qian Hu's gentle wave, a bloody palm print was slapped towards the sea. As it fell, the palm print swelled in the wind, and finally turned into a seven-foot-sized, thick and thick bloody palm.
Corresponding to the five realms of cultivators: refining qi, building foundation, golden elixir, Yuanying, and transforming into gods, warriors also have five realms, namely fine skin and iron bones, blood halo covering body, powerful breaking of all laws, and magic spirit
Treasure body, treasure raft. But because the path of the warrior is cut off, the blood halo cover is already the limit that the warrior can reach, and the realm after that has already become a legend.
The power to break all laws is equivalent to the existence of the ancestor of the golden elixir.
Once this state is reached, it is said that the extremely thin blood of gods and demons can be awakened in the body. From then on, the blood of gods and demons in the body will continue to grow and form a world of its own. The blood of gods and demons will be used to transform the inner and outer skin, temper it, blend the blood, and control billions of pores around the body.
, possesses tremendous power, can fly into the sky and escape from the earth, split mountains with his fist, and possesses great supernatural powers.
At this moment, Qian Hu had just reached the state of breaking through all kinds of magic, and he was already able to control his blood energy, fly to the sky, escape from the earth, and even coagulate blood into matter.
As the blood palm fell, above the sea surface, the already extremely sluggish "Four Seas Flag" finally exhausted its strength. The four true spirit shadows trembled slightly, and turned into a wisp of vitality and disappeared without a trace.
Just as the heavy water in the sky dispersed, above the void, a huge sky of thunder pressed down at an extremely fast speed. For a moment, a rare spectacle appeared on the entire sea surface.
Thunder roared, the sea water rolled back, and the blood palm split into the abyss. Three extreme powers gathered together. The originally blue sea surface gradually turned into blood. Countless creatures hidden in the sea water were directly rolled into powder and washed away by the sea water.
, return to nothingness.
Above the void, the power of Kong Laosan's spiritual thoughts surged out and headed towards the sea to explore. After a moment, the whole person fell directly on the sea, and the last spiritual power in his body turned into a three-foot giant palm.
He picked it up casually, and the dragon's body, which had shrunk to a length of ten feet, fell in front of him.
The scallop stored in his hand was rolled up with inspiration, and he put the dragon body into it, casually tied a silk thread on it, and hung it around his waist.
Looking around, Kong Laosan closed his eyes for a long time and waved his hand casually. Within a moment, four spiritual lights wrapped around four small triangular flags and rolled back.
"It's a pity that the loach's soul escaped in the chaos. It seems that it can't stay here for long."
Kong Laosan murmured, looking around the void, his eyes fixed on the cloud whale that was more than three hundred feet above the sky...